You and those like you made those choices – to stay behind – like those settling on a volcano, and when the authorities say to move, so the lava doesn’t burn you alive, you stay. Stubborn like that proverbial one drop holds a yacht kind of super glue.
That’s your pride and your downfall. What? Nobody liked you, so you decided to go it alone on a volcano, flood plain, mountain places where they can’t find you? Thought they didn’t like you. Why would they want to find you?
You decided to evolve in place long ago, so why scream now for help after everybody left?
I was proving them right, that they wouldn’t have saved me if I were dying – like the hazing script ran.
I was the last person standing because everybody left, not because I won a war.
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the ending…the ending…